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Yeah Hold the phone, I think Rap Dylan's been activated Press the button, thanks for coming, and I’m glad you made it I'm the butt end of discussion, you look dumb debating Been up to something since I was and wasn't in the basement Pushing through it with my hustle and spirit Always had it, ask my momma, I’m accustomed to fear A couple years we'd jump some tears, I used to bump in the mirror But if you covering your ears, then how the fuck did you hear it? Yeah Give yourself a look I tried that out then I retraced my steps, I'm never shook With all these stories stacking up, I could pen a book Shit dawg, I really should I just came up with the title, "How to Cook [?] and [?]" Super fresh, I got the stupid produce And the smoothest vocals I'm on my toes with all these flows I go through The way I'm boxing all them out, you think I go sudoku And you can tell by the totals, I'm far from movin' vocal My dawg hit me, asked me how do I always rap with ease But I was rhyming on these beats before the R&B No phone, I close my eyes and see the artistry Ironic how once you blacking out, it ain't that hard to see Rapping like I got something to prove as if I’m new But I’ve been packing out these raps since 22, who are you? (Uh) Acting like I got nothing to lose, but now I do (Uh) Letras de cancionesCan't believe we built this from our room (Woo!) I’m solely focused on my wins and losses I thought about it, the conclusion is my only problem Gotta get back to the roots Tatted on me, but it's far from the truth I keep evolving Making up for all of y'all talking What the fuck are y'all doing? Instagram and Twitter got your whole mindstate ruined I’m out-rapping everybody on they own shit Prove it if I'm lying, I'm introduced and y'all sheep to the line, I've finally arrived I'm here to tell it like it is, and nothing less than that If you was real as what you claim, you would've kept your dab Treat me like nobody from afar, then I see you open arms Weird flex, but okay, I'm never stressing that Just mental notes in the back of my mind I'm unfolding all the flows like I'm traveling time I pulled this up to have some fun, but I ended up here Before you move, just remember my memory clear, yeah Don't you ever get it fucked up My kindness is my weakness, now I'm it (Now I'm it; ooh) Just 'cause I wanna show love don't mean I won't show up and talk my shit (Talk my shit; ooh) I see all y'all rappers out there Y'all think y'all GOAT, but you don't All y'all lookalikes talking 'bout "Oh, I got next" Y'all ain't got shit! Hold the phone, I think Rap Dylan's been activated But I was rhyming on these beats before the R&B Super fresh, I got the stupid produce Gotta get back to the roots Yeah Hold the phone, I think Rap Dylan's been activated Rap—Rap—Rap Dylan From Letras Mania